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- One Eye didn’t know anything about guns other than that they hurt to be on the wrong side of, but he understood the general law that when weapons got bigger, they tended to hit harder.
- Somehow, within the flowing fabric of her kimono sleeve she’d concealed a massive cannon wider than her torso. The heavy barrel projected from the gaping maw of a dragon carved from jade. A short rope curled up out of a hole in the dragon’s body. From the depths of her kimono Baiken drew a golden shell and loaded it into the mouth of the gun.
- “Shit!” Carolina swore. She emptied her rifle’s clip only for every bullet to be cut down by Baiken’s whistling sword.
- “Don’t try your luck, bitch.” Baiken returned her sword to her mouth. She struck a match on the dragon’s back and touched it to the rope.
- Carolian checked the clip on her pistol.
- “That’s an eight second fuse and I’ve got three bullets.” She told them.
- ***
- Proletlariet, Round 2
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